Lord of the Truth

Robin furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at the demon for a long time

This time it wasn't a look of hate or disgust, but rather a look of marvel...

After a few minutes, he thought of something and then let out his spiritual sense to envelop the demon and sent through the Thoughts conveying Technique, "Don't look in my direction."

*SHAA*

Just the moment he finished his sentence, Robin was left speechless as the demon actually turned his head completely to the right, and did it so fast and in a decisive way that Robin thought for a moment that his neck tendons would be torn!

"What the...?!" Robin mumbled to himself, that creature can understand his words?!

When Robin used the Thought conveying Technique on him previously, he just wanted his angry intent and strange words to appear in the demon's head to scare him,

And as such he used his original language to transmit to him the two times and not the language of this world!

This being basically does not know the language used in his world because he did not hear it or write it or even see the lips of those who speak it, the matter was simply to cause terror and questions in himself, and even if the plan failed and it did not scare him, it is a good way for Robin to vent his anger!

But he never expected the demon to understand every word he said... How?!

After a few minutes, Robin sighed and shook his head...

Once more, he had invented something he didn't know the limits of its uses

Only now did he remember that the technique was designed to convey the feelings and thoughts of its owner directly to the soul of its target

Feelings and thoughts do not know language!!

On his home planet, everyone speaks the same language and he didn't notice this, even the beasts of his planet can recognize a few words of human language after reaching the fifth level

They can't speak them, but receiving orders and instructions from humans was never a problem

"Look at me.." Robin used the Thoughts conveying Technique again and spoke to the crimson horned creature

The creature's head moved at the same speed and headed toward Robin firmly and disciplined as if he was a soldier in the army!

"Is this the first time you have come into contact with someone else spiritually? If it's true, lower your head and raise it slowly. If it's wrong, shake your head left and right," said Robin, via the Thoughts Conveying Technique.

The scarlet creature nodded slowly.

"...Do you find this a good thing?"

The scarlet creature nodded again...

"...You still want to eat me?"

The demon shook his head vigorously

Robin stretched his lips slightly forward when he saw this...

That being is acting as a deaf person who heard a voice for the first time

Robin partially understood his actions, if the situation was reversed, Robin would probably try to stay around the source of that sound as long as possible to hear something again

How does he deal with this demon?

He is waiting for him eagerly to speak as if he were a dog waiting for his master to throw the stick...

His feelings for him switched from * I'll definitely give you a painful death* to *interesting..*

And indeed he had a thousand questions in his head for that creature, but he began to notice that the rest of the prisoners were already looking at the demon as well, trying to understand why he was constantly nodding and shaking his head...

If he continued to ask him a little longer, perhaps the giants would also suspect about it.

He eventually decided to ignore the demon's excited and anticipating body language for now, and return to cultivating silently...

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The next day, Robin opened his eyes when he felt the carriage stopped

and saw that he was in front of a high wooden wall and the leader of the caravan was talking to the guards.

"Heh~" Robin gave a long sigh, a day full of humiliation and worthlessness had come again...

Just like every time, the caravan entered without problems just after a little talk and perhaps a small bribe to the guards

the Seven Giants set up the ominous platform and started shouting like always to gather the spectators' attention.

One by one, the prisoners went up, doing their usual shows.

But when the crimson creature ascended this time, it did not do its *usual* show...

He did not show his massive fangs and bite the air or try to escape like a madman, but rather stood quietly as if he was bored, and his body language says that he can't wait to return to that cage again!

This was not very well received by the viewers, some of them even left after describing the show as boring.

Which prompted the head of the caravan to give orders to return the demon to the cage and take out his gold mine... Fishbones!

As usual, Robin was carried - because he still can't move without help - and presented to viewers as crucified, and like every time they collected a lot of black notes because of this *new race*

Robin sighed in relief after this situation was over, and internally swore that he would definitely escape before reaching the next city!

There is not much left to reach level 18 or even 19!

And only about 3% of the pattern remains and he finishes studying the perfect law of gravitation as well... I

t's a matter of a few days, then he won't even need the caravan chief's absence from the place, when the door opens at any time to enter the food he will be able to escape!

But Robin's beautiful thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a shout from among the spectators, "Where are you going? This creature is mine now."

The Giant carrying Robin stood still and looked at the head of the caravan, who in turn smiled and spoke, "Excuse me, young man, this creature is not for sale, he is the star of the show as you see hehe."

"I'm afraid I wasn't asking for your opinion, this creature will be mine today no matter what!" A young giant stepped forward from the crowd and stood in front of them, it was clear that the quality of his clothes was better than the rest, and with some escorts standing behind him

The caravan owner lowered the belt wrapped around his body, showed a strange-looking tattoo above his stomach, and then spoke confidently, "This creature... is not for sale."

When the young man saw this tattoo his features changed for the worse and then he gestured to one of his subordinates and took something from him, it was a purple-colored note...

then presented it to the head of the caravan, "Is that enough? Come on, you should help me here.. this creature is physically weak and might die from wandering with you any day now, is it not better to come out with a bargain today? He is a waste in these types of cheap shows, how can you use him like this? I know how to use him... he looks too.. delicious..!"